"Hehe, people who are really capable will not care about this. ”

Luo Jin chuckled, then looked at Ye Feng, and said in slight surprise: "Senior Brother Ye, you haven't broken through to the Ninefold Realm of Spirit Vein?"

"It's almost hot, my qualifications are not high after all. ”

Ye Feng smiled.

Since the last competition in the lower court, Luo Jin also knew Ye Feng's strength, so the tone and attitude of his words were a lot gentler, and the strong deserved to be respected.

Since the other party took the initiative to show favor, Ye Feng was not the one who caused trouble, so he naturally smiled back.

Luo Jin smiled and said: "This year's three-court competition, the upper court is not needed, a bunch of vertical wizards, I roughly calculated, there are probably five who are very likely to qualify for this martial arts competition, and the rest are the middle courts, and there are five who are more domineering." Oh, that tall and strong man is called Li Heng, he is the seeded player of the last Three Academies Competition, and he has cultivated to the realm of the Nine Realms of the Spirit Vein two years ago, but at the martial arts competition, others knocked him down from the ring with one move. This time, he is ambitious and definitely wants to impact again. ”

"And that Zhang Yang, who is also an old disciple of the Middle Court, has great swordsmanship in one hand, and once killed the castle master of the Bloody Clothes Castle, he is famous, and he is also a very powerful competitor. ”

Luo Jin introduced the origins of several powerhouses in the middle court, paused, and said: "If we want to get a place to participate in the martial arts competition, we basically want to compete for those disciples in the middle court. ”

Cui Sifang sighed and said: "It seems that none of them are easy to mess with, and it is very difficult to pass the test if they really meet it." The requirements of these three colleges are too strict, and there are only ten admission places. ”

Ye Chengcheng said with a rare expression: "These people don't have to think about it, they will enter the group competition first." ”

After that night's incident, the two had no private contact, and Ye Feng couldn't figure out what the situation was in Ye Chengcheng, and what happened to those who chased and killed her.

In short, when Ye Feng looked at Ye Chengcheng, her beautiful eyes were dodging, and she didn't look at Ye Feng at all.

And just when the surroundings were boiling, inside the Hall of Merit, seven or eight old men with white hair walked out.

These old men, although they are very old, can feel an incomparably strong aura from a distance from them, and their strength is not bad.

This is the elder of the Zhu Academy, who manages the three major academies, among which there is a white-bearded old man standing in the middle, wearing a green robe, and his cultivation realm is actually beyond the ninefold realm of the spiritual vein, and he is a master of the true qi realm.

It can be seen that he should be the Great Elder of Zhu Academy.

In front of the square of the Hall of Merit, there was a high platform, and after a few elders walked up, the eyes of the great elders swept the audience, and suddenly, all the boiling sounds stopped, and the entire square was silent.

The Great Elder cleared his throat and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the day of the big competition of the three academies of my Zhu Academy, and I am honored to be able to invite all the distinguished guests from Zhu City. According to the rules of martial arts fighting, those who fall into the ring will lose, but they must pay attention to their proportions and not deliberately hurt others. Okay, if there are too man, the old man will not be able to fight, and the competition will start immediately, and every disciple who reads his name will automatically go to the ring to compete!"

After that, the Great Elder sat down, and then, the three deacon elders began to shout one after another: "Group A ring, Upper Courtyard Disciple Wu Sanduo vs. Intermediate Courtyard Disciple Song Shihai!"

"Group B ring, Upper Courtyard disciple Zhang Zhizhi against Upper Courtyard Disciple Su Da!"

"Group C ring, the disciple of the middle court, Jiang Fengsheng, the disciple of the middle court, will fight against the disciple of the middle court, Lin Beijia!"

After the three deacons and elders finished reading, and then in the ring, the disciples who were fighting each other came to the stage, and there were no disciples in the lower court, after all, there were only five people in the lower court.

Ye Feng glanced at it and found that these six disciples, all of them were masters of the Spiritual Vein Ninefold Realm, and their strength was not bad, as if the disciples of the Spiritual Vein Eightfold were just him.

The fight began in an instant, and the opponents in the three rings were all using their most powerful powers in an attempt to win the first game.

In this kind of competition, there is no tie, that is, the winner will definitely be divided, and the winner can get one point, and nine points in a row can advance to the group stage, that is, at least nine opponents must be defeated to be the school

Such rules of the competition are more fair to everyone, and if a competition is not played well, there will be a chance later. Of course, it is also a test of the strength of the disciples, if the aura is not strong enough, it may not be able to support the ninth game.

So, it seems to be easy, but the strength is not enough, and it really can't enter the group competition.

The competition on the field is very fierce, everyone is the same realm of cultivation, the competition is the degree of aura, as well as the power of the supernatural powers, Group A, Wu Sanduo finally slightly better, this Rao trick magic power is called the Demon Breaking Fist, the fist is wide open and closed, and the air bursts, and the power is amazing.

And Zhang Zhizhi in Group B and Jiang Fengsheng in Group C also won successively, and they really fought to the end, winning or losing is a matter of one move.

The trio took a point each and returned to their own area to wait for the next one.

And the three deacons and elders read the list again:

"Group A, the disciple of the middle court, Sima Ang, against the disciple of the lower court, Ye Feng!"

"Group B, He Ying, a disciple of the middle court, will play against Luo Yanchen, a disciple of the lower court!"

"Group C, Du Haisheng, a disciple of the upper court, will fight against Cao He, a disciple of the upper court!"

The three groups of lists came out, Luo Jin and Ye Tingcheng, Cui Sifang all looked at Ye Feng and Luo Yanchen, but they didn't expect that the two of them were on stage at the same time, but fortunately they were not opponents.

Luo Jin smiled kindly: "Senior Brother Ye, Senior Sister Luo, come on!"

Ye Feng nodded, and walked into their respective rings with Luo Yanchen.

Sima Ang, the ninefold realm of spiritual veins, is also the number one person in the middle court.

After Ye Feng came to the stage, he looked at his opponent, then clenched his fists, maintained a trace of politeness, and said, "Disciple Ye Feng of the lower courtyard, please advise!"

Sima Ang glanced at Ye Feng with contempt in his eyes, and said with a sneer: "There is little nonsense, either quickly admit defeat, or be beaten by me, and then throw out of the ring, hurry up and choose one!"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, I need this point too!"

"Then you're still a fart, eat me a punch!"

Sima Ang roared, his body leaped up, and he jumped down from the air, and his huge fist smashed towards Ye Feng's head.

As the saying goes, the first strike is the strongest, the speed of his punch is fast, and the average person really can't react when he does it.

However, for Ye Fenglai, it is pediatrics.